For Sergei Smike, this place is actually more like his home. Although the manor carries his trophy mentality, it once belonged to others. Although it has been rebuilt according to his wishes, every time he walks in, he feels like the former owner does not seem to leave.
But Kaja insisted on living there, and he did feel an indescribable satisfaction, especially when he was pressing against Kaja in the master bedroom, he always wanted to shout, ‘Nicolah, did you see it?’
Everything there, including Kaja, was just his trophy, and this villa he bought after becoming Zetrov's executive, was the place where he could really relax.
"Dear, I know you're back and I made dinner today. Do you want to taste it?" The woman named Carolina snuggled up to him and leaned her 36D against the other person's arm.
Smike smiled. He knew very well that the woman around him could not cook at all. Her so-called dinner was just to put food delivered from the restaurant onto a plate.
He knew this woman's little thoughts, but he did not intend to expose it. He enjoyed the other party's exhaustive congratulations, and guessed his emotions and preferences all the time. In order to please him, he seemed to do anything.
Even Carolina once brought her little sister back for her to enjoy. She was a little girl of 15 or 16, like a freshly ripe fruit, with unusual vitality in her youth.
Smike understood Carolina's idea, 'Everything is done to make you have fun, as long as you are satisfied.'
However, Smike also knew that the other party did this just because he was rich and wanted to get more benefits from him, including various luxury goods, famous watches, sports cars, and even people who helped her arrange fashion resources.
After taking the wine glass handed over by the other party, Smike tasted the red wine in the glass. Carolina's hand slid down his collar until the belt position. Seeing that the man had no intention of objection, Katrina slid down from the sofa.
Smike tasted the top red wine, and made a pressing move down with his empty left hand, then let out a satisfying sigh.
He has been in a bad mood these days and just needs a channel to vent.
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After a while, the two who had changed their clothes sat at the dining table and began to enjoy the dinner prepared by Carolina.
Smike was eating while listening to the other party chattering non-stop. He was not annoyed. Compared to Kajia's gentleness and silence, he felt that this was more like a home.
"Do you still remember my sister Bolan?" Carolina seemed a little excited.
Smike cooperated and shook his head, "How can I know who it is if you don't say your name?"
"Maryanka Kinia, she was a model like me when she was in Poland." Carolina stretched her legs from under the table, rubbing her toes upwards little by little from Smike's calves.
Such an obvious hint immediately made Smike recall it, it turned out to be the little roast chicken.
Most of the women around him were arranged by Zetrov's public relations manager, that is, Anton Kocher, who died in Warsaw. He nodded and said that he had remembered.
"Maryanca is actually going to be on the cover of Runway Italy." The woman's tone was obviously jealous and coquettish.
"Oh?" Smike raised his head to express his surprise. Although Runway Magazine was nothing to him, and that is, the publishing group behind it could arouse his interest, he also knew that it was not easy to be on the cover of this magazine.
The little model Marianca didn't know which big tree he climbed to get this opportunity.
Smike smiled. Of course, it takes a lot of effort to repay, and the girl can only give herself the bargaining chip. I don’t know what she was tormented for this cover.
"You want to be on the cover of Runway, too?" Smike asked knowingly, of course the woman said this for this.
Looking at Carolina's hopeful eyes, Smike was thinking about other things. Although Anton Kocher's death could not cause too much fluctuation in Zetrov, the Public Relations Department was not a very important department.
But there were no more Anton Cocht's problems that he needed to solve, such as bribery, and other work, as before, seemed to be as easy as before. Just like this trip to New York, if the other party was still alive, at least there would be no one who would not be able to speak for them.
Smike looked at Carolina, "You said before that you graduated from the University of Warsaw?"
Carolina didn't understand what the other person meant, so she nodded with confusion, "Yes, but she can't find a job after graduating from college, so it's better to make money as a model."
"My company now needs a PR manager. Do you want to try it?" Smike seemed to be talking about a trivial thing, but Carolina had already widened her eyes.
Smike also made a temporary decision. Although the public relations department is not as important as other departments, he is in contact with the group and his most secret matters, so he must be a trustworthy person.
It was this reason that he was unable to decide the candidate.
And now he suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was very suitable. The public relations department involved nothing more than money and women, and of course some things involved in dealing with the news media.
As for other things like maintaining personal connections, Zetrov has fixed procedures, just follow the workflow.
The woman Carolina is in control of Smike, and she is not worried about whether the other party is loyal to her. In addition, her education is actually not low, and her image is much better than Anton Kocher.
Carolina looked for a lot of thoughts in her mind. She faced a choice whether to continue to be a canary raised by others or to go on another path.
The previous choice, although she could make money by lying down, it was not a long-term solution. She didn't know which woman she was in the villa, but she would definitely not be the last one.
But she also knew that this position was not easy to do, and she also knew that the previous manager died of a life-threatening death. To put it bluntly, this public relations manager used various means to deal with the troubled department of the Zetrov Group, with both legal means and illegal means.
"How about it, do you want to think about it? If you are interested, I can have someone arrange for you to be on the cover of Runway French magazine."
This is not a reward for the other party, but a means of publicity. Later, Smike needs Carolina to form his own model economy department. Before that, Anton Cocher's method of spending money to find people needs to be abandoned.
Of course, Carolina could not refuse this suggestion that could change her life. She even worried that the other party would only be on a whim and would not dare to think about it again.
"Did you really not think about it? I'm for your own good." Smike had put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said, "This job is very important, so I don't accept resignation. The only way you can leave is to turn into a corpse and throw it into the incinerator."
Chapter completed!